Onward to Punta del Este
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After oversleeping Friday morning and missing my bus, I packed up quickly, checked out, and walked to the Bus station.
Buying the ticket was pretty easy; getting on the right bus was a little more difficult. But hey, I'm a smart guy so eventually figured it out.
I pretty much slept the entire 2 hour journey to Punta del Este, missing the scenery, but I needed some rest - both for recovery purposes as well as preparatory purposes. Life in Punta del Este, from what I had heard, can get pretty crazy this time of year.
Arriving in Punta del Este (which, from now on, I am now going to refer to as either PDE or Punta), I checked into the 1949 Hostel. Seeing the tight "bunk" quarters and tiny shared bathrooms, I quickly decided this place was not for me.
Once the accommodation fiasco was settled, I naturally decided it was time for a beer. I stopped at a beach side cafe, where I soon found myself chatting with the staff - Rocio y Felipe. Rocio gave me some ideas on where the hotspots are in PDE - namely an area called El Puerto. I told my new friends I would be back a few times over the course of the next 2 weeks, and hell we might even go out together, who knows.
That night I headed down to El Puerto. I again treated myself to a nice dinner - this time at Soho - or in my case maybe I should call it "Solo". After dinner I ventured next door to the famous (or infamous) Moby Dick for drinks. Valeria was nice to serve me and keep me company while I sat alone and people watched. Valeria is studying to be a lawyer, but is working currently at Moby Dick during the peak season to earn money to pay for school and her house. She introduced me to an interersting drink called capiroska - which is essentially a capirinha made with vodka. Good. Though I prefer the traditional version.
I had eaten dinner about 10pm, and had arrived at Moby Dick at 11pm. Amazingly, the crowd didn´t really show up til 1am. Or even 2am. And then it was jam packed with drinkers, dancers, talkers, eaters, and smokers until at least 5am. I met a few more people during the course of the evening - the most exciting of which was Tamlyn from South Africa, and her driver/escort/dude who's name I didn't catch. We discovered Tamlyn likes polo and tequila.
Well 5am turned into 6am, and I finally got home at day break. This will be a theme through my trip. again. I slept for a few hours, then checked out of the 1949 Hostel and headed to Hotel Principe where I would set up camp for the rest of my stay.